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Category: Erotica/Exhibitionist-Voyeur Erotica/Romance
Description: Her escape attempt was going to plan...until she stumbled across a faerie orgy. Kidnapped into slavery by the fae, medical student Ashley Jones is desperate to get back to the human world. Her opportunity arrives when the faeries assume human guises for their Midsummers Night costume party. Knowing this is her only chance, she steals a human costume and blends in. She's moments from freedom when a crowd of faeries sweep her into the Great hall filled with revelers having an orgy. Ashley doesn't know where to look, what to do. Panicked, she scrambles to escape but finds the exit barred by a gorgeous faery prince. Tiarnan Dáirine is entranced by the faery who has disguised herself so well that she truly appears human. Although he hates mortals, he admits the human guise she's wearing is enchanting. Seeing her shock at the activities in the Great hall, he realizes this must be her first Beltane celebration, and takes her up into his private viewing box. Spellbound by the sexy faery prince and the erotic activities below, Ashley finds herself in a most awkward position. Her mind is screaming for her to leave but her body is begging her to stay. Tiarnan's touch decides the matter, but when they make love, he captures not only her body, but her heart as well. When the night is over and their two worlds collide, will Tiarnan forgive her for being human?
eBook Publisher: Total-e-bound, 2011
eBookwise Release Date: October 2011

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [62 KB]
Words: 11532
Reading time: 32-46 min.

Ashley Jones skulked down the torchlit hallway, keeping to the shadows. Desperate to get away, she couldn't chance being seen by any fae despite the stolen costume she wore. With any luck anybody or anything who saw her would mistake her for a fae woman dressed for tonight's festivities. She couldn't risk her human features drawing attention.

Previously she'd thought faeries were sweet, dainty little people who granted wishes and hid pots of gold. But two months ago she'd been kidnapped from her college dorm room and imprisoned in an underground fortress. She'd learnt that the fae were actually human-sized beings--gorgeous beyond her wildest imagination--but they weren't the cute, harmless, little moth-like people she had seen in cartoon movies. No. They were heartless jackasses who didn't care that she had a life, a home, or a family who cared about her.

Okay, the last one was a little bit of hyperbole. Her family probably didn't even miss her. But still. Just because she had been taking--and acing--a midwife training class didn't mean she wanted to be one. Definitely not under duress. She wanted to go home, wherever home might be. Either her dorm room abroad in Ireland or back home in California with her family.

Especially after last night.

She'd tried to help, but nothing she had done helped the mother or her unborn baby. After three endless days of labour, Ashley had lost them both. She stopped, leaning against the wall, her eyes growing wet as she remembered the blood-soaked sheets, the screaming agony of the mother and the tiny lifeless body of her babe.

Despite their magical abilities, the fae were on the brink of infertility and the majority of their rare pregnancies ended in death for both mother and child. Not that it excused her failures. Punishment loomed in her future and if it was going to be anything like the last time she had to leave.

Crap. She really had to stop musing about her shitty situation and concentrate on getting out. She had a small window of time and she couldn't waste it.

Footsteps from down the hall forced her to hide. She tried not to gawk at the jewel-encrusted walls as she crouched behind an ornate table decorated with gold leaf and... Were those diamonds? Her palms sweated as the footsteps grew near. Double crap. Should she try to act fae-like and see if her costume held up to scrutiny? What was she going to say if they uncovered her hiding place? Damn it, damn it, damn it. What should she do?